An Xuetang Mo Yunjin

Coming out of the bedroom, An Xue Tang patted Mo Yun Jing's arm, "Go to the study quickly, don't keep Zi Ling waiting for too long.",Seeing her refer to herself as "old man", Mo Yunjing's eyes held both helplessness and doting affection. After gently rubbing his thumb over her cheek a few times, he reluctantly left Jingtang Garden.,Even if she now insisted they put Pingping and An'an in their cribs, the moment she turned her back, the two would undoubtedly pick them up again.。